They had rented it, by the evening, and the lease was up.

Chapter 16 — Forty-Eight Hours

“Reyna, wait.” Callum abandoned his parents entirely and came after me as I moved toward the launch, and there was something almost obscene in how quickly he switched sides, how naturally the instinct to save himself overrode whatever he imagined he felt.

“We can fix this.

I’ll make my mother apologize — she didn’t mean it, she was just tense about the business.

Let’s go back to my apartment and talk—”

“Your apartment,” I said, and stopped at the railing, and looked back over my shoulder.

“The penthouse on 72nd Street.”